I pulled my collar up, against the gloom of the dark. The gloom of the dark? no. not just that, the shadows maybe. Was I shielding myself from the shadows? That would be ridiculous. Was it particularly cold then, to warrant the use of this coat, to shield myself from the cold? No, it was not particularly cold. Maybe I had worn it then because I did not want to hold it in my hand. Possibly. I tilt my head up, searching the dark sky for little holes of light. There is just one. Maybe there are others, but they are covered by those ragged clouds. They look poor, those clouds. Perhaps because they lack substance. Poor, because they lack substance, now that is interesting. I take the coat off, it is not necessary. Am I poor? Definitely. I lack substance, I know too little. I am fat with ignorance. Sometimes I know too much, too many questions trouble me. And most of those questions are irrelevant in the grand scheme of things. The man on the road waves at me, he has seen me several times here, at this time of day. I wave back. It is nice to do so. Does that make me nice? Maybe not. If I did not wave, I would still be nice, it is not exhaustive. I keep walking. The bend is right here. Almost here. Around the bend, it is not dark, it is not gloomy at all. Around the bend is nice, there are no shadows. Around the bend there is sleep. I walk steadily towards it, like I have done everyday. The torn, poor clouds part, they have been moving about in secret. There are more stars in the sky. About two or more holes of light emerge. Little holes, that keep dancing around, indifferent to the goings on here, they don’t care about shadows or people or coats. Indifference brings different questions. What happens when nothing matters? Perhaps nothing does. If I stay in bed all day, I cannot hope to meet my friends. No, I can hope, it will simply be futile. Futility, ladies and gentlemen, is the essence of existence. My existence at least. The bend is near. I walk straight past it. I have a lot more darkness to ponder through. And miles to go before I sleep.
